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Anyone who halfway knows me knows that my uncle is my favorite person in the world, and that he's in the middle of fighting a losing battle with Cancer. That's not what this journal entry is about.
He's my favorite person in the world for multiple reasons. The top three reasons are because we're kindred spirits and understand each other, he's the father figure I never had, and he's taught me how to become the person I want to be. Needless to say, he's had more of an influence on me than anyone ever has.
In his younger years, my uncle was a hardass; always in trouble with the law, drunk, and strung out. My uncle's still a hardass; after cleaning up his life, he was the resident manager for two halfway houses in Albuquerque, and has taught me further about the value of human service. He's also helped to shape me into a stronger person.
However, in his younger years, he worked with room service at a high dollar hotel. One night, he got a request for ice and ashtrays. Little did he know yet, but the request was coming from Eddie Van Halen. Yeah, you can imagine my uncle's shock and awe when he realized who was on the other side of that door. It turns out, the band had a show in the area my uncle was living and working in at the time.
According to my uncle, the band also had some very potent weed. Thus, when leaving work after his shift, my uncle forgot where his car was parked. Of course, he also needed to go to the bathroom. So, he wandered into a nearby alleyway where he thought he was alone, blue lights start flashing, and he realizes he's urinating on a cop car and a cop. LOL
Obviously, my uncle spent the night in jail. Afterwards, he called my grandfather to bail him out. My grandfather asked him what he did, and after my uncle told him, my grandfather just laughed and hung up the phone.
At least my uncle got backstage tickets out of all this!
Then there was the time he spontaneously climbed into the back of Stevie Nicks' limousine. He used to have the biggest crush on her.
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